Prisoner of Mystery Sequence

Agnes walked to the empty auditorium and sat down, watching the busy scene on the stage, slightly lost in thought.

In fact, she didn't have to come so early today, but she subconsciously came early to watch the preparations for this rehearsal, even though these preparations had nothing to do with her.

"Nervous?" Mr. Conti walked to the seat next to Agnes and sat down.

"It's okay." Agnes said with a slight curl of her lips.

Mr. Conti nodded, smiled, and said: "When my first piece was about to be played at the concert, I also came to the concert hall so early, stared at every detail, deeply Afraid that something might go wrong."

"At that time, my performance was much more nervous than yours. After all, music was my whole career at that time."

Agnes couldn't help smiling, and said: "I've read about this in the newspapers. Mr. Conti, your first piece of music entered the concert hall when you were 12 years old. At that time, the newspapers called you As 'a rare musical genius in a hundred years'."

Mr. Conti shook his head helplessly, and said: "It's not as exaggerated as the newspapers said, I'm just lucky. I do have some skills, and my father and my teacher have some contacts in music. The music can be spread successfully.”

"That's amazing." Agnes propped her chin and looked at Mr. Conte.

Mr. Conte shook his head, sighed, and said, "It's not a good thing to become famous too early, especially when your talent and status don't match up in many cases."

"At that time, I was probably younger than you, and I didn't know how shallow and ridiculous the world I knew was, so I was praised by people on the altar."

"At that time, I just proudly put what I love and what I hate into music, and then indulged in people's praise, believing that I was really as 'talented' as people's praise."

"I didn't realize my flaws until... I chose to leave Feneport City."

"At that time, I was like the nobleman in the story told by Emperor Roselle who asked why the poor did not eat broth when they had no bread to eat."

Agnes listened to Mr. Conti in silence, without speaking.

Although she has a certain understanding of what happened to Mr. Conte when he was young through many channels, she actually only "understands" it. Many things were not experienced by herself, and she has no way to understand the other party's mood at that time.

Agnes only knew that after Mr. Conte became famous in Feneport City for a period of time, he chose to leave here and finally went to the Southern Continent.

But why would a young and famous musician leave his hometown and give up everything he owns.What happened in the middle, Agnes didn't know.

When Mr. Conte mentioned the reason why he left Feneporte City just now, he was vague. It is obvious that even he himself did not want to mention that experience. It must be something that touched him a lot. face it calmly.

Agnes did not have the habit of inquiring into each other's privacy, and there was no need for Agnes to know about this matter.Since Mr. Conte did not tell her directly, she would not take the initiative to ask, so as not to touch some scars that Mr. Conte did not want to be known.

Mr. Conti stared at Agnes with blue eyes for a long time, seeing that Agnes was just listening to him without saying a word, he finally cursed with a smile, and said, "Angnes, you It's really..."

Agnes stared intently at Mr. Conti, waiting for Mr. Conti's next words.

"When people get older, they always like to recall the past and talk about things that young people don't like to hear. Let's talk about other things."

Mr. Conti stopped his words, turned his gaze away from Agnes, and changed the subject.

"You've been acting lately?" Mr. Conte asked.

Agnes didn't pay attention to Mr. Conte's comments just now, she nodded and said, "I'm trying something different."

"I've even heard about your performance at several dances you attended this month." Mr. Conte shook his head helplessly and said.

"Oh, what did they say about me?" Agnes asked with interest.

Mr. Conte smiled helplessly, and said: "I think you should have some guesses, for example, you have a new nickname - "Miss Pagani strange", for example, many people say that Earl Pagani A 'philosopher' has been born and has been trying to spread her strange ideas to other people."

Agnes couldn't help laughing, even the brows were bent, showing her sharp canine teeth, and said, "This is what I was looking forward to."

Mr. Conte shook his head and said: "Our acting is more dangerous than acting in many ways. In many cases, our own state is more important, and the feedback of others is secondary."

"Compared to Extraordinary in other paths, we are more on the edge of madness and out of control, so we need to pay more attention to our own state."

"After I was promoted to 'Madman', my teacher asked me to look at myself many times to judge whether my true character and mental state had been deviated too much due to the influence of potions. After that, he asked me to Restraining madness and suppressing desires. To be honest, if you hadn't played in front of me, I would really think that you have become what you are rumored to be."

"It's necessary, but some subtle changes are probably hard to find?" Agnes asked.

Mr. Conti stared at Agnes with blue eyes, and said after a long time, "Agnes, what do you think Extraordinary is?"

"From the beginning of embarking on the extraordinary road, the extraordinary will be accompanied by madness forever, until death."

"Just like the ship of Theseus mentioned by Emperor Roselle, the wood on the ship was gradually replaced until all the wood was not the original wood. From the moment we embarked on the extraordinary road, the madness in our bodies has been Gradually accumulating, until madness obliterates us, leaving only a monster with the same name as myself."

"I know." Agnes interrupted.

"I think this is an inevitable thing. If you want to gain power beyond ordinary people, you have to pay a matching price. It's just that extraordinary people pay a higher price, and they will be accompanied by misfortune and madness from then on."

Agnes' words stopped, and the two fell silent for a while.

"Let's not talk about that for now."

Mr. Conte changed the subject with an uneasy complexion, and said: "Your state now looks much better than when I first became a "madman", and even a little more lively than when I first met you. At that time I was in a lot of pain during the stage of digesting the potion, and many times I almost thought I was going to lose control."